No One Was Normal, Not Really.

By The Way, My Name's Rose Hathaway. I'm Seventeen Years Old, Training To Protect And Kill Vampires, In Love With A Completely Unsuitable Guy, And Have A Best Friend Whose Weird Magic Could Drive Her Crazy. Hey, No One Said High School Was Easy.

Even If I’d Been Wide Awake, I Knew Dimitri Would’ve Taken My Suitcase Anyway. That’s How He Was, A Lost Remnant Of Chivalry In The Modern World, Ever-ready To Help Others.

Sitting Beside Abe Was Adrian Ivashkov--my More-or-less Boyfriend. Adrian Was A Royal Moroi--and Another Spirit User Like Lissa. He'd Been Crazy About Me (and Often Just Crazy) Ever Since We First Met

For A Moment, I Was Captivated As I Studied Them Side By Side. My Mother: The Perfect Picture Of Guardian Excellence And Decorum. My Father: Always Capable Of Achieving His Goals, No Matter How Twisted The Means. Uneasily, I Began To Understand How I’d Inherited My Bizarre Personality.

Rose Never Would Have Done Anything Like That,' He Countered. He Paused To Reconsider, And I Could've Sworn There Was A Hint Of A Smile There. 'well At Least Not In Such A Public Setting.'- Dimitri Belikov